The Road to the Rebirth of the Goddess

Chapter 102

After Fang Lebin completed the discharge procedures, he carried all the packed things in his left hand, and walked out of the ward with his right hand leading Mulan.

A tall figure stood outside the ward. Hearing the sound of them going out, he turned around: "Can we go?"

Mulan froze for a moment: "You—"

Fu Sixing said calmly, "Send you back."

"No, don't bother, we have our own car." Mulan glanced at Fang Lebin and asked in a low voice, "Do you have a car?"

Fang Lebin couldn't help laughing: "Yes."

"It's okay, then I'll take your car." Fu Sixing said, with long legs, he walked towards the elevator first.

"Ah?" Mulan stared blankly at Fang Lebin, Fang Lebin smiled: "It's okay, let's go!"

When they arrived at the parking lot, Fu Sixing really followed them all the way to Fang Lebin's car. Fang Lebin had just unlocked the door. Fu Sixing stepped forward, opened the co-pilot's door first, and got in by himself.

Mulan gave him a look like a monster, and opened the back seat door.

The car drove familiarly into a high-end residential area in the prime location of the city center. Mulan knew of this residential area. She once visited a client here. At that time, she liked the environment here very much. She never thought that she could live in here.

When she went upstairs, Mulan was still dreaming: "Do I really live here? Isn't the rent here very expensive?"

Fang Lebin laughed: "As far as I know, you bought this house yourself."

Walking to the door, Mulan stared at Fang Lebin, waiting for him to come out with the key to open the door, wondering why he didn't move, Fu Sixing said, "This is a fingerprint lock, try it and you'll know if you really live here."

Mulan took a closer look and found that there was indeed a sensing area. She tentatively put her right index finger on it, and with a beep, the door opened: "It's open, it's really open!" Mulan jumped up excitedly.

After entering the door, the furnishings in the room were simple and elegant, which was Mulan's favorite style. Fang Lebin opened the shoe cabinet by the door, took out two pairs of slippers, one large and one small, and handed the women's slippers to Mulan.

Mulan put on slippers, which were neither too long nor too short, they were her size.

Fang Lebin looked at Fu Sixing: "Sorry, Mr. Fu, I don't have your slippers here."

"It's okay." Fu Sixing took off his shoes and walked in with his socks on.

She didn't come back for several days, and a thin layer of floating dust accumulated on the floor. Mulan felt sorry, and hurriedly chased after her: "No, no, just come in with your shoes on."

Fu Sixing smiled slightly: "The house is a bit dirty, let me clean it for you."

"No, no, no!" Mulan hurriedly stood in front of him again, "I really don't need to bother you."

"That's right, I'll just do it." Fang Lebin carried Mulan's luggage and walked directly into the room.

Mulan's house is a small single apartment, with only one bedroom, one living room and one kitchen. Fang Lebin entered the room, but Fu Sixing rolled up his sleeves and went into the bathroom. After a while, he came out with a wet rag and began to wipe the furniture.

Mulan looked at Fu Sixing, who had always been aloof and cold in her impression, bent over to do housework. The more she watched, the more guilty she felt, and she hurried into the room. Fang Lebin was changing the clean sheets for her. Mulan helped him straighten the sheets, while Said: "I'm sorry, I don't know why he did this."

Fang Lebin comforted her: "I understand, our Mulan is so good, it's normal for someone to chase her."

"But I definitely won't like him." Mulan said hastily.

Fang Lebin suddenly looked at her seriously: "Are you promising me?"

"I..." Mulan didn't know how to answer.

"Hehe, I just said it casually, you don't have to care about it, you can just follow your own feelings."

The more he said that, the more guilty Mulan felt.

Opening the closet to pack her clothes, Mulan was stunned again. In one of the closets, there were several men's shirts and a complete set of suits and trousers, and a set of men's pajamas was neatly folded underneath.

Following Mulan's gaze, Fang Lebin also saw these clothes, and explained to her: "Sometimes I go to work directly by your side, so I prepared a few sets of clothes here."

"Oh!" Mulan nodded a little uneasy, comforting herself. In this society, it is not strange for adult men and women to live together without marriage, but would she really do such a thing if she has always been conservative?

"Okay, stop thinking about it." Fang Lebin nodded her nose, "I always sleep on the sofa."

When he came out of the room, he realized that Fu Sixing had already cleaned up the living room and sent a lot of dishes over, and was busy in the kitchen.

Mulan was very surprised: "Brother Fu, you actually know how to cook?" In the impression that his eldest and young master have always kept his fingers in the water.

"Well, in order to cook for one person, I learned it specially."

The smell of fried chili was so strong that Mulan couldn't help but sneezed a few times: "Don't you don't like spicy food?"

"I didn't eat it before, but the person I want to cook for her loves spicy food, so I will eat it after learning."

"I remember that you used to stay in the laboratory all day and often forgot to eat, so your stomach was not very good, and you would feel uncomfortable after eating spicy food. Are you okay now?" Maybe it's because he looks so approachable now , Mulan talked to him more casually.

Fu Sixing paused holding the spatula: "Do you remember what happened to me before?"

Mulan said casually, "Remember some!"

"Then what do you remember? About the matter between us?" Fu Sixing's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Mulan looked at him probingly: "Is there anything else I should remember?"

"No, no." Fu Sixing hurriedly put the already burnt vegetables into the dish.

"Senior Brother Fu, there is really no need for you to do this. I already have a boyfriend." Mulan said with some difficulty, "Actually, what I mean is, I don't want you to bother us again." This sentence is a bit hurtful , but if you don't say that, I'm afraid he and Fang Lebin will be hurt in the end.

"Mulan!" Fu Sixing threw away the spatula in his hand, turned around and forced her back to the wall, put his hands on her ears, stared at her with deep eyes.

Mulan clung to the wall tightly, clutching the cold tiles behind her with both hands, trembling in her heart: "Senior Brother Fu, don't do this."

"I'm not like this, so what do you want from me? Mulan, what should I do so that you will remember that you once loved me?" Fu Sixing's voice was full of pain.

"You no, stop joking, me, how could we..." Mulan stammered.

"Then how about this, can you remember me?" After Fu Sixing finished speaking, he raised Mulan's chin with one hand and kissed it irresistibly.

This is a domineering and fanatical kiss, crazily biting, wanton plundering, Mulan couldn't think at all, only knowing that her body was responding instinctively, as if it was the body's own memory, responding to him involuntarily, wanting to approach him.

I don't know how long this kiss lasted. The initial impulsiveness has turned into gentle and long-lasting. Both of them have been completely intoxicated in such tender lips and teeth, until two knocks on the door came from beside them.

Mulan suddenly woke up, she pushed Fu Sixing away suddenly, and turned her head to look at Fang Lebin who was standing quietly beside her.

I couldn't see the expression on his face, Fang Lebin just said lightly: "You have a good rest, I'll go back first." He turned around calmly, changed his shoes, and opened the door.

"No, don't go!" Mulan rushed over suddenly, hugging Fang Lebin by the waist, "I'm sorry, don't go."

"Fu Sixing, I beg you, please go, please go!" Mulan hugged Fang Lebin tightly, as if she was holding the last straw. It is impossible for Fu Sixing to have good results together, how could he do such a thing by accident.

"Mulan!" Fu Sixing wanted to say something else, Mulan cried and said, "Can you go, go, don't make me hate you."

Fu Sixing slammed his fist hard on the wall, but finally left.

With a "bang", the door was closed again, and Mulan cried on Fang Lebin's back, "I'm sorry, Fang Lebin, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don't be angry with me." The enthusiasm made Mulan very scared, she hugged Fang Lebin tightly, as if he was her only salvation.

Fang Lebin turned around abruptly: "You really want to keep me?"

His tone made Mulan feel a little scared, she let go of her hand slightly: "I..."

Not allowing her to back down, Fang Lebin pressed his lips up: "Mulan, you are mine." Fang Lebin said vaguely, kissing her vigorously.

"No, don't do this." Mulan struggled hard, avoiding him, "I beg you, don't do this." It was completely different from the feeling when she was with Fu Sixing just now. For Fang Lebin's kiss, she only felt uncomfortable and resisted, completely There is no feeling of fanaticism and addiction.

Mulan's resistance aroused Fang Lebin's impulse: "Why can he do it, but I can't!"

"Slap!" A loud slap sounded, Fang Lebin took two steps back and looked at Mulan in shock.

Mulan stared blankly at her palm that still felt hot: "Yes, I'm sorry!"

Fang Lebin smiled wryly: "I am the one who should say I'm sorry, so it turned out to be my wishful thinking after all."

"No, no, I'm just not ready yet, if you give me a little more time, I'll definitely be able to." Mulan said incoherently.

Fang Lebin shook his head slowly: "Mulan, don't force yourself, go as you wish." After speaking, he turned and walked out, closing the door gently.

Mulan fell to the ground limply, covering her face and crying bitterly.

(End of this chapter)